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I furrow my brows. I don’t know why I want to keep looking at him and lock this moment in my heart. The way he stares at me, with a wild gleam in his eyes, full of lust, makes me tremble.
He licks his lips. “Turn on your front, Ace of Spades,” he says, drawing out each word, and I do as he tells me.
“Fuck, your ass is beautiful,” he comments, caressing each cheek. He grabs a pillow and puts it under my stomach, propping my butt higher in the air. Without warning, he pulls my knees apart and trails his calloused thumb over my spine, down to my hole, then farther, pushing in between my inner walls, lubricating his fingers with my arousal. The crinkle of his condom wrapper makes me open my eyes.
“Last time I fucked you raw. Better for your sweet ass to have some help.” He sounds a little unsure.
I giggle when I hear the panic in his voice. “For a cocky snowboard guy, you sure know how to build suspense.”
“I try,” he mutters apologetically, kissing my neck, molding his body to mine.
I open my eyes, and a shiver runs down my spine. I need to take a deep breath to steady my racing heart. I really like Jesse, maybe more than I want to admit to myself.
He grips my ass. “Damn, babe.” He snuggles against me, his warm body covering my back. His cock jerks against my ass, and he presses his mouth against my damp skin. I push my arms under my pillow, my body trembling with anticipation.
Groaning, he places his cheek against mine. “I want to stay like this, babe, with your back pressing against my throbbing dick. Fuck, Ace, you’re a high I wanna chase more than any mountain.”
I restlessly shift my hips, moaning when my clit makes contact with the fabric of the pillow. He smells so good, like the outdoors, of burning wood and the scent of snow in the morning when you first open your window. He pulls the pillow from under my ass and flips me over without warning.
“Hey, what are you doing?” I frown.
“I changed my mind, ass play can wait. I want to look at you while I fuck you senseless,” he says. Raw hunger underlines his voice. And my throat tightens from the current of emotions in his eyes.
I let out a shaky breath and trace the line of his lips with my fingers, and he kisses each one with his eyes closed.
“I can’t keep track of your thoughts,” I whisper, suddenly choking up.
He grins, his lower lip caught between his cheek. “That makes two of us,” he says, licking his lips. He rolls off his condom, grabs a tissue from the nightstand, puts the condom in it, and throws it on the ground. “I want to feel you pulsing around me when you come. Because I’m going to be jerking off to that same memory when I’m on the road over these upcoming months,” he tells me, kissing the tip of my nose.
I grab the back of his neck and pull him toward me. “Such a romantic.” I giggle. He starts rubbing his stubble over my neck, and I squirm in his arms. My eyelids drift closed the moment he seals his mouth over mine. His tongue pushes in deep, and I melt into his arms. Brushing back his hair, I open my eyes, tracing the line of his eyebrows. He pulls away, staring at me, his locks falling like a curtain around his face.
“What is it, Jesse?” I ask, running my hands through his hair.
“Thinking about the first time we met.” He snickers. “You know, I was waiting for you to fall flat on your ass.”
“Shut up,” I tease, tangling my fingers in his long hair and guiding him toward my mouth.
“You looked so lost sitting there, and I don’t know, I just wanted to talk to you.” He swallows hard, not saying anything as he takes my wrists and pushes them high above my head, holding me captive in one grip. Damn, he’s strong. The slick head of his cock makes contact with my clit, and I moan his name. I love how his weight pins me to the bed. He locks eyes with me and lets my hands go. He grasps his cock and lines it up with my entrance. I take hold of his broad shoulders, digging my nails in his flesh because I know it’s going to be a snug fit. He trembles, slowly pushing himself into me. I let out a strangled cry when he hits that sweet spot deep inside.
“Ace,” he grunts. “You okay?” His breathing comes out hard, and his voice hoarse. He keeps his eyes locked on mine, easing in deeper with each shuddering breath he takes, and I moan into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, clutching him to me.
“That’s it, babe,” he drawls. “Take everything,” he rasps against my ear.
My head falls back, the touch of his tongue and the sweet taste of him mixed with mine going straight to my head. His hot chest against my sensitive nipples is more than I can handle, and I quiver in his arms. Sweat is dripping off him while we move in unison. When he slowly starts to swirl his hips, his tongue slides into my mouth, and raw hunger reflects in his eyes as he devours me.
My thighs tense when he hits my sweet spot deep inside. “Jesse,” I plead.
He stops mid thrust. “You need more?”
“Please, I need you,” I beg, the throb between my legs washing over me.
He lets out a shaky breath. “I-I don’t want to hurt you,” he says, biting on his lower lip. “But I want to fuck you hard. I want to remember this moment.”
“I can handle it,” I beg, getting lost in the scent of his male sweat.
Without warning, he starts to hammer himself into me. Our skin slaps together as he pounds me over and over. The knot is building inside me. My insides tighten. The edge is so close.
